Hence, Frank strode to the center amid everyone's confusion. "You must be Paul Droitner, the current CEO of Droitner Inc," he said, watching Paul impassively. "Leino Himmich has already confessed to his shady dealings with your company, including smuggling and sale of historical artifacts. He was taken away, and Droitner Inc. will soon be put on ice as well. So you should give up on wishful thinking—confess now, so that you can be afforded leniency.""What…"Paul was left stunned—why would his grandson not tell him if Leino was taken away?!"Don't fall for his lies, Grandpa!" Huub cried anxiously when he saw that Frank was exposing him and urged, "That man is lying to you! He's trying to frame us into a fake confession! Don't fall for his lies!" "Paul Droitner!"Nux bellowed furiously as well, "Leino Himmich has already surrendered. Confess now, and you might be afforded leniency, or you'll have no chance when Leino accuses you!"At the same time, Huub was urging, "Grandpa! Yo
"Yeah!!!"At Frank's orders, the Lanes and the Yimmels all combined, whipping out their weapons as they dashed forward."What…"Nux was left scowling.As the mayor of Bralog, he certainly did not want to see two factions waging an all-out war in the middle of the street.However, he did not dare to say a word because of who Frank was, and he was just standing right beside him.One of his guards strode up, asking in confusion, "Mr. Mayor, shouldn't we…?"Nux rolled his eyes and snorted in annoyance. "What, do you think this isn't bad enough already?""No, but Droitner Inc.'s crimes are as good as judged…you'd be criticized if you don't help!" Nux's cheek stiffened at the man's words. "Urgh… Fine! Go ahead!""Okay!"At Nux's orders, his guards joined the fray as well, causing further chaos.-Meanwhile, Frank had spotted Huub in the crowd, pushing his way through to flee.He ran, circumventing the crowd, and cornered a flustered Huub in a dirty, quiet alley."Frank Lawren
"What?!"Huub felt a chill running down his spine, seeing that the hostages were free.He also spotted the seemingly unassuming geezer in the photo, his eyes widening in realization.He remembered his goon reporting that Frank had come to Bralog with another man, which was that geezer in the photo."What… Did that old man take down all the martial elites in my basement and save the hostages?!"The geezer looked like an elderly security guard at best, but he turned out to be a martial elite as well?!Putting away his phone, Frank smiled at Huub. "So, Mr. Droitner, are you going to pull any more tricks?""I…"Huub was stumped, because he was really out of options now.Physical strength? Frank had already pulverized his greatest martial elite.Connections?!Huub himself was kowtowing and begging as soon as Frank's maternal grandfather showed up!And his only trick—his hostages—had already been rescued.He had really lost everything and certainly could not holler at Frank no
Huub was absolutely terrified, as Frank's grin reminded him of Governor Quill's."Rise… Five-Peat Archaeus!"Frank held out his hands as he pulsated the pure vigor inside him, projecting a fire that he usually used to refine pills.Huub could immediately feel the flames with no name burning him from the inside out, and he was in so much pain that he could not even scream.In just half a minute, he fainted and recovered over a dozen times!"K-Kill me… Just kill me…"Huub's tears gushed, covering his face miserably as he clenched around Frank's leg, pleading through sobs. "Just kill me… I'm begging you…"Frank simply chuckled. "I won't make it quick, Mr. Droitner. Now, take your time enjoying your punishment for burning down my house and everything inside." Huub could barely hear it, and he was at once despairing even as Frank continued. "And now comes the best part. It's for daring to hurt my friends… so you'd better hold on now.""Argh!!!" Huub finally screamed.The groups o
"What?!"Paul was left thunderstruck by the news that Leino had already been arrested and sent to Blackwater.He turned stiffly to look at his dear grandson Huub, finally realizing just then that Huub had tricked him just to use him as a meat shield… or indeed, a scapegoat.All Huub wanted to do was to use him to buy time so that he could flee abroad and enjoy life, even if it meant adding to Paul's list of crimes. There was a troubled look on Paul's face, but he could not get upset even if he wanted to as he turned to look at Huub, who was now a blackened puddle of blood and guts.In the end, all Paul could do was look up in the skies and sigh, even as Huub continued to laugh maniacally.And with that, there was no longer a Droitner Inc. in Bralog, and the Droitners were gone as well.Frank naturally was not interested in staying at Bralog at that, turning down Nux Hamner's invitation to let him stay.Instead, he drove the Droitner Inc. bus with his friends and returned to Za
Helen Lane, Lanecorp's ice queen girlboss, actually had tears in her eyes.Who knew whether she was hurt or just crying, though?"I'm sorry…" she murmured."It's fine." Frank sighed. "Like I said, just watch out from now on.""I'm sorry…""Are you listening?""Sorry…"Frank was actually left a little overwhelmed by Helen's apology just then.-After driving for a long while, the tour bus finally returned to Zamri.Vicky was already there, waiting and smiling as she welcomed everyone back.Nodding at Helen, she then threw herself into Frank's arms. "Good job, darling!"Frank felt a little embarrassed by Vicky's straight ball, though he was relieved to see Helen merely watching them with a smile and nothing else."Come on!" Vicky pulled Frank along just then, having generously rented out an entire hotel in Zamri as temporary lodgings.As Mona alighted, she found Winter staring at Vicky and Frank, and she yanked Winter by the sleeve."What? Oh!"Winter finally came to her
Frank raised a brow and flashed a provoking smile. "I've always been forward, haven't I?'"Tch."Vicky rolled her eyes, clearly skeptical.Still, seeing that the others were in the hotel, she turned serious as she turned to Frank. "By the way, I'm here for business too."Frank's heart seemed to stop at her serious stare. "Really? What business?""It's about a spiritron vein…"Vicky sighed lengthily, shaking her head. "My family's spiritron vein… is missing.""Missing?!"Frank was stunned. "How?"Vicky shrugged. "That's exactly what I asked Uncle Glen, but it seems that a family executive was unhappy with the plan to reintegrate the branch families, so he sneaked into our family's ancestral shrine and stole it."Frank was speechless. "Wait, was there no security? Where were the blackguards? Is your family really just going to watch someone steal something so important?!""You're wrong there, darling."Vicky shook her head at Frank's exclamation. "For us Turnbulls, what's mos
"Tch."Vicky was folding her arms before her chest, pouting unhappily as she watched Frank leave her and head into the hotel alone. "You keep saying one thing but doing another… Hmph!"Frank naturally heard that but pretended not to hear her and hurried away.The night passed serenely, and by the next morning, Frank had more or less recovered from pent-up fatigue after recovering for a night.He examined his body to find that while most of his injuries were healed, there were still lingering conditions, though none of it would affect his combat ability.However, his phone rang just as he was about to leave and find Vicky.It was a call from an unfamiliar number, which left Frank perplexed as he did not give anyone other than close acquaintances his number.Still, he answered and heard a voice speaking broken Draconian, "Hello, Mr. Lawrence."It was obviously a foreigner, and Frank promptly demanded, "Who are you? How did you get my number?""Calm down, Mr. Lawrence. I mean no